Oh God, What's Wrong With Me? Why

There Are So Many Images Pushed At Women And So Many Ideas Of What You're Supposed To Be. I Think There's Too Much Of This Superwoman, This Woman With A Bottom Like Two Billiard Balls. There's No Real Celebration Of Just Being A Person.

When Someone Leaves You, Apart From Missing Them, Apart From The Fact That The Whole Little World You've Created Together Collapses, And That Everything You See Or Do Reminds You Of Them, The Worst Is The Thought That They Tried You Out And, In The End, The Whole Sum Of Parts Adds Up To You Got Stamped Reject By The One You Love. How Can You Not Be Left With The Personal Confidence Of A Passed Over British Rail Sandwich?

One Must Not Live One's Life Through Men But Must Be Complete On Oneself As A Woman Of Substance.

I Think That When You're Writing Fiction What You're Doing Is Reflecting Life As You See It, And Putting Down How You Think And How Other People Think, And The Sort Of Confusions That You Don't Normally Like To Admit To.

With Most Of The Events In The Books [ Bridget Jones Diaries ] I Draw A Little Bit From My Own Life And Some From What I See Happening Around Me.